Chapter 1069 The emperor’s son is nothing more than a dog
The moment the bloody sword was slowly unsheathed, a cold, freezing, terrifying aura of slaughtering all things in the world filled the air.
Everyone was about to freeze, and there was intense fear in their hearts.
It was as if he was facing the enemy of all living beings.
"Kill!"
The Mountain roared.
He could no longer endure the increasingly terrifying pressure and took the initiative to move forward.
He is as tall as a mountain, and his whole body is made of dark magic stone. The runes on it are faint and full of magic. It is like a magic peak between heaven and earth resurrected, blasting down with terrifying violent murderous intent, and a manic and violent aura spreads. out.
Magic Mountain has suddenly begun to fight for its life.
From the slightly narrowed pupils of the Flame Emperor, it can be seen that the current Demon Mountain is obviously much more powerful than usual.
"Moshan, you are too weak."
Keng!
Jiang Ding drew his sword and slashed it down.
A bloody sword light flashed away, seeming to understand space, cause and effect, and the way of life, and struck at the most vulnerable place of the creature.
The body as huge as the peak of the magic mountain froze.
Boom!
The dark rock body of the magic mountain stagnated for a moment, then collapsed. Countless rubble exploded in all directions, and the breath continued to fall. In the end, only a head as big as a house fell to the ground. He looked at the blood-robed Taoist in front of him in horror. , the soul trembled endlessly.
A sword.
Just one sword.
This old rival for many years defeated him and left him vulnerable.
Magic Mountain couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat as he recalled the past hostilities and fights.
"You are much weaker than King Shenshan, even with all your strength."
Jiang Ding stepped forward.
With a gentle tip of his toe, he stepped on the huge head of the Magic Mountain little by little into the palace stone slab and into the soil, leaving only a dark rocky scalp on the ground.
Magic Mountain, maybe useful.
It's the only reason he's still alive.
There is no obstacle in front of me.
"Emperor's son!"
The seriously injured King Shenshan struggled to come over. The imperial guards and slave guards around him were rushing towards him like crazy. They were extremely loyal, but their bodies stiffened at the sound of a gentle sword, and they could no longer affect anything.
Jiang Ding pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and looked at the Emperor Yanliu in front of him.
The Flame Emperor didn't say a word, his eyes contained shock, anger, murderous intent, disgust, and even more ecstasy, which was very complicated.
He looked at the blood-robed Taoist in the distance as if he were looking at a treasure.
There was silence for a moment.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Snap!
Bang bang!
"Hahaha!"
"The Blood River King!"
Emperor Yanliu held his palms and laughed, as if he was extremely happy: "The human race is worthy of being a powerful race in the vast realm. Even in this corner of the imperial race, a strong man like you, the Bleeding River King, can be born."
"I'm so lucky to be alone, so lucky!"
He laughed loudly, Corporal Li Xian, as if he had cleared up his previous resentment, which made the cold atmosphere around him melt away a lot.
"Oh?"
"A powerful clan in a vast realm?"
Jiang Ding, however, was not moved by his courteous corporal gesture and asked unhurriedly.
"Indeed."
The Flame Emperor's brows furrowed slightly, and he felt intense discomfort in his heart.
His behavior as a courteous and virtuous corporal will immediately win the gratitude and loyalty of the slave king.
He was quite confident about this, believing that his ability to control people far surpassed that of other emperors, and was completely different from their rough and arrogant methods.
Now, the blood-robed Taoist in front of him is so calm.
Not at all the groveling look of the past.
This gave him a strong sense of disgust.
"The Blood River King."
"The human race, in the distant realm, had a prosperous immortal civilization in the past history."
"It's just that I was born low and liked to fight among myself, so I died."
The Emperor Yanliu hid the disgust in his heart very well and said with a smile: "Even so, its potential cannot be underestimated. Blood River King, as long as you work hard, I will give you the human inheritance collected in the Imperial Clan." If you take it, you may be promoted to the Great Emperor in the future.”
He made a specious promise in one breath, a promise that was enough to drive countless slave kings crazy.
"Is there any inheritance from my human clan's imperial realm among the imperial clan?"
Jiang Ding's heart moved.
"Indeed there is."
Emperor Yanliu was sure and said with certainty: "King Blood River, as long as you do things for Gu and defeat Emperor Cangkong, Gu will definitely live up to you and take out the inheritance of the Human Race Emperor Scripture for you!"
"In addition to inheriting the human emperor realm, after becoming the emperor, I would like to promote the human race to the ninth level of the slave race, so that the human race and the Yanshi family can share the honor and disgrace, and share the authority of the Yanshi Star Territory."
He swore to heaven and stated all his conditions.
When the head of the Magic Mountain buried deep under the earth heard these words, his eyes turned red, and he was extremely envious and jealous. His soul was trembling, but he did not dare to say any words.
The Yanliu Emperor stared at the blood-robed Taoist with ardent eyes, very confident.
Such an unprecedented condition, a slave king would definitely be unable to refuse.
It’s impossible to say no!
"Really?"
"The emperor is so generous."
Jiang Ding's reaction was very dull.
"Oh?"
The Emperor Yanliu's expression darkened little by little.
Every step of this slave was different from what he thought. He had no loyalty at all. He was indeed an inferior slave in the imperial clan's records and had no qualifications to become a ninth-class slave.
Keng!
The cold bloody sword light flashed, and the killing intent spread. Soon, the flame emperor's gloomy expression changed.
"What are you going to do..."
The Flame Emperor's son said sternly.
He stared at the blood-robed Taoist who began to draw his sword. The anger in his heart quickly disappeared, and instead appeared a trace of panic that he himself could not believe.
Panic appeared in front of the lowly slaves.
"The emperor's son,"
"I want the inheritance of the Imperial Realm now."
Jiang Ding pulled out the bleeding sword bit by bit, and the cold murderous intention spread: "If you don't have the inheritance of the human race's imperial realm, I need the great emperor scriptures of your Yanshi family."
"Otherwise, you will die."
"Do you understand?"
He said such words straightforwardly, shocking countless people around him, leaving them dumbfounded and doubting that they had heard wrongly.
A slave asked his master for the most powerful emperor's scriptures!
"Bold!"
Before the Emperor Yanliu said anything, the Princess Yanhua beside her was already blushing with anger. She pointed her jade finger at the blood-robed Taoist and scolded: "You are just a member of the slave clan, but you dare to covet the imperial clan's scriptures. This Do you want to die without a burial place? ”
"Do you know that this will bring huge disaster to your human race?!"
"The human race will be destroyed because of you!"
She threatened harshly and told the truth.
Keng!
A bloody sword light struck and fell with a roar.
The ten-foot-long indestructible chaotic space of the Flame Flower Emperor's daughter was as fragile as paper. She was chopped away by a sword and vomited blood in the air. Her body was almost broken in half, and her breath was like a gossamer.
Weak as an ant.
"Bad maid."
Jiang Ding said in disgust.
This person, with the title of Emperor's Daughter, is only an intermediate level in the Transformation of Gods, and has little hope of becoming a Great Emperor. It is in vain that he treated the Emperor's son as a Taoist disciple in the past.
Damn it for living up to so many expectations.
"Lowly human slave!"
"You dare?!"
The Flame Emperor was furious, took out a flaming halberd and blocked it in front of the emperor's daughter. His hair and beard were spread out, and he was dancing wildly. It was obvious that he was extremely frightened and angry, and his murderous intent was extremely cold.
It was unimaginable for him to be bullied to such an extent by a slave, and he almost lost his mind.
However, he did not lose his mind after all.
He did not immediately come forward to fight.
Because he is weak.
"Flame!"
"You bastard!"
Jiang Ding drew his sword and called him by his first name. He was no longer polite, and his killing intent was cold. He interrupted the Flame Emperor's scolding and said: "Do you think you are very smart?"
"In the past, a so-called courtesy corporal could make us shed tears of gratitude and swear loyalty to the death."
"Some casual words can make us feel a lot and be grateful."
"The promise made casually can make us, me, Mo Shan, and the king of the Fox tribe, Hu Yan, believe in it."
"Do you think that you are so smart that you can easily play with kings like us?"
Jiang Ding sneered: "Is that so?"
Emperor Yanliu's face turned green and white for a while.
"Actually, you are bullshit!"
"Do you know that these little tricks of yours, in front of us old people who have lived for nearly ten thousand years, are as childish and ridiculous as a child wearing crotchless pants?"
"Actually, I'm just acting with a little kid like you."
"Actually, laugh in your heart!"
Jiang Ding said coldly.
He touched the ground, and the head of the magic mountain burst out of the ground with a rumble.
"The Magic Mountain,"
"Haha!"
"What do you think of this little kid's ridiculous and childish ways of controlling people? Have you ever laughed in your heart?"
Jiang Ding asked.
Magic Mountain was silent.
"You..."
The flame-flow emperor's face was in burning pain, and he was furious and furious.
He wanted to vent again, but the ubiquitous cold murderous intent around him gave him sufficient calmness, and he did not take any substantive action in the so-called rage.
"Without the protection of many great emperors of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, Yanliu, you would be nothing more than a dog."
"Your talent is not as good as mine."
"Your strength is not as good as mine."
Jiang Ding pointed his sword between the emperor's eyebrows and said calmly: "Stop drawing these ridiculous cakes and making these ridiculous promises. Any king can guess your thoughts. It couldn't be easier."
"Let me guess, are you angry in your heart and want to finish using me and ask your father to kill me immediately? Do you want to go through endless torture?"
"Childish."
"Pediatrics."
The Yanliu Emperor's expression changed.
"It seems that I guessed it right, Flame Stream."
Jiang Ding said calmly: "Don't make any promises to me. You don't have such magnanimity and mind, and there is nothing that can be trusted."
"Just one sentence."
"Give me the Great Emperor's scriptures and I will fight for you."
"How?"
(End of chapter)